The New Gardener Is Our Plaything : Couples Threesomes 18 (FFM Threesome BDSM Erotica Lesbian Erotica Bisexual Erotica): Couples Threesomes, #18

By Connie Cuckquean

Mine and my husband Dillon's garden needs some work, but when the new gardener, Morgan, shows up and she's a twenty-something hottie, I'm starting to think the work can wait.

She's keen to take direction from her new employer and I quickly set her to work on Dillon.  Morgan isn't shy in using her sexuality, and I'm not shy in joining her.  Read as I boss her, watching her satisfy my husband before I have the urge to join them.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Connie Cuckquean
• Release date: Apr 21, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393633662

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Morgan, honey, I called, and Dillon startled.  Relax, I said to him out of the corner of my mouth.

Yes, Mrs. Jasper?

I’d like you to come and look at something for me.

She turned back and took stock of the sight before her.  Her eyes followed my arm down into my husband’s shorts and she seemed decidedly unmoved by it all.

She set down her secateurs and stood up, brushing her gloved-hands down her knees and walking over.

What have you got to show me? Morgan asked, walking over with a hand on her hip.

Dillon, will you do the honors?

He looked up to Morgan who smirked down at him, setting him somewhat at ease.  Slowly he opened his shorts, pulling down the zipper and reaching into his underwear inside.

It’s been a while, Morgan said.

Since you’ve seen a guy’s cock? I asked.

Her smirk grew broader.  Since I’ve been with a couple.

I scoffed in disbelief as Dillon pulled his cock over the waist of his shorts.  Morgan caught sight of it and sucked a breath.  I looked down to see Dillon stiffer than ever.  His perfect-looking cock seemed to glisten in the sunshine, as though it were a beacon drawing us to it.

That’s a nice-looking cock, Morgan said casually.

Wait till you taste it, I said wryly.

I wouldn’t want to cut in line.

I don’t mind who goes first, Dillon said, and he put his hands behind his head and waited.

Rock, paper, scissors? Morgan offered.

Ha-ha, I like it!

Morgan set her fist on her palm and I did the same.

One ... two ... three! we said in unison.

I shot out two fingers but Morgan held firm, showing her fist.

After you, I breezed.  Either result was a win for me.

I turned on my side on the lounger and watched as Morgan settled beside Dillon.  She looked across his body at me as she picked up his cock and started to jerk it slowly.

I think you like watching, Morgan said.

She can read your mind, honey, Dillon said.

"You know, Janice told me about